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Son of fate



Son of fate,
A slave to time
By it caged, chained and tortured
Just holding onto dreams
Hoping, relentlessly praying
That they weren't bluffing
About there being light at the end of the tunnel

Awake, but still i lie
Under this pillow are all the suicidal dreams,
That i chose to leave hanging
Awaiting dawn,
Hours reduce to seconds
Not sure what to expect
What not to too

Beep!
The alarm never falls asleep
Get up! Abruptly
For a few moments heart beats race
Could that be a bad-day sign?
Or is it just physiological?
Written by WaterWet (Steve_Mbetu)
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